Correct Me | Foreign Fields

I remember when I used to wonder why things didn’t work out for me.

Why everyone else’s life seem to go so much easier than mine.

Why everyone else’s life seemed close to perfect and mine so far from it.

I remember walking down the street in L.A. and seeing a quote tagged on a building:

We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.

I remember that quote giving me comfort.

It made me think that maybe all the fucked up shit I had experienced, or all the wrong turns I seemed to be making, were all just part of it.

Part of the weird, funny, ugly, and beautiful experience I was supposed to have - instead of the perfect one I wanted.

I remember things feeling a little easier after that.

Last week I listened to this song on repeat for hours because there was one line I heard (or thought I heard) that just stuck with me.

Since that day that I tore off my wings and I learned how to dance. I’ll let gravity do what it does and correct me.

It made me think back to that quote.

It made me think back to when I thought everyone else’s life was easier than mine. 

When I thought that things should be perfect and not messy.

When I thought being messy was an ugly place for people who did everything wrong. 

And not a beautiful dance for people who did everything.